She could not see what was going on and certainly had no idea what Mr. Nichols was doing. But seconds later she felt a slight tingling in her nipples..., one that grew gradually until it became a pulsing shock. She was startled. She wanted to cry out but Mrs. Nichols still had her mouth on hers and their tongues locked. Mr. Nichols alternated the current, low to high and places in between. He was enjoying watching her bodily reactions as he alternated the dials and Debbie was enjoying the. I was exhausted. My cock ravaged hole was gaping so wide I could fit three fingers in without touching the sides. it would take weeks to get close to a normal tightness. But two months later it still hasn't gone back to normal. I would stay loose for an entire week after this. He rolled over, spent, and collapsed on the bed as I carefully crawled off and slowly put on my clothes, he did as well. We said our goodbyes as I led him upstairs walking almost now legged, my still lubed pussy sliding. On the way to Miller Road we passed the police van that was going to look at the crime scene and haul the fat man’s corpse away. TOO MANY QUESTIONS I sat in an interrogation room, across the table from a police captain. First he asked me to tell him what happened. Then he started with questions. ‘What were you doing in the woods? Don’t you know you were trespassing?’ ‘It’s BLM land. Everybody goes there and nobody ever says a thing to them. It’s not even fenced or posted. What we were doing was. That first night, two women came in to make the beds. One looked barely twenty and did not stop blushing the entire time. That was harder on Clark than the older woman who seemed to always have her gaze on his crotch. He could not figure out how they actually got the beds changed.Muriel did not have to tell him that he was to let room service in to set up breakfast Friday morning. He was not even very surprised to see the two young women set up four places.Muriel dressed for breakfast and Norma.